"You wouldn't agree to marry Wang Jian, and even that useless husband of yours beat someone up. You offended the Zhang family as well! Even if I gave you my position as chairman, would anyone else obe...Chapter 60

This unexpected turn of events took both Yang Chen and Ma Chao by surprise.

“What are you doing” Xiong Bo’s features were contorted in anger.

"You can't kill him, once you fire a shot, I might be buried with him. But all I want is to live!" Samba said in standard Mandarin.

"You're crazy!"

Xiong Boran was furious and humiliated. He felt that Senba was insulting him. "At such close range, how could I possibly fail to kill him" he roared angrily.

"Samba looked calm: 'His aura is incredibly strong. Even my master doesn't have such a powerful presence. If you fire, he will kill you without hesitation. As the only witness, I would most likely be silenced by him.'"

"You freaking idiot! Even if he's strong, how can he dodge bullets" Xiong Bo roared angrily. Because of his excitement, his body moved slightly, his neck bumped against the dagger, and blood flowed out.

“Their power is beyond your comprehension. Just drop your weapon,” Samba said calmly.

Yang Chen watched Samba with interest. His wrist was broken, but he didn't make a sound. Even though Yang Chen hadn't made a move himself, he could feel the powerful aura radiating from him. It was quite interesting.

"Samba, just put down your knife and wait for me to kill them, and I'll give you ten million!" Xiong Bo felt Samba's resolve and tried to bribe him with money.

But he still underestimated Samba's desire to live. Samba shook his head and said, "Even if you gave me ten billion dollars, I wouldn't take it. I wouldn't want to have a life where I could earn money but no life to spend it."

"Don't you fear, if they leave, our Xiong family will not let you go either" Xiong Borun threatened with a grim face.

Samba seemed to be threatened by his words, struggling slightly on his face. But when he saw Yang Chen's indifferent expression, a glimmer of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Since you won't be merciful, don't blame me for being unrighteous. When you're dead, no one will know it was me who killed you." Senba moved with murderous intent, his words dropping like a stone as the dagger in his hand suddenly flashed.

Feeling the wound on his neck, Xiong Borun hurriedly shouted, "I'll listen to you!"

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the dagger in Samba's hand was knocked away by a bottle cap.

Meanwhile, the gun in Xiong Boren's hand also came into Ma Chao's hands.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. Xiong Bo felt the pain of the dagger slicing across his neck, as if it were just a hair's breadth away from taking his life. Even though he was wounded, the cut on his neck still allowed blood to flow freely.

Samba was equally terrified. Just now, his dagger had been knocked away by something, and he hadn't even noticed it.

Also, how did the revolver in Xiong Bohan's hand end up in Ma Chao's possession, which astonished him as well.

Samba was drenched in cold sweat, looking at Yang Chen who had a playful smile on his face. Samba was terrified. He had no doubt that if this man wanted his life, he could take it with ease.

"Why" Yang Chen suddenly asked, apparently asking Samba.

Samba woke up in fright, quickly taking a step back and lowering his head slightly. "All I want is to survive!"

"Alright, about what happened here today, I hope you'll forget it. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind making you forget everything!" Although Yang Chen was smiling, Samba could feel immense pressure.

Bear might not understand, but Samba is different. He's already a strong individual with a keen sense of aura.

Now that Yang Chen has left the Northern Border, besides his brothers from the North and some high-ranking officials from the Nine States, no one else knows. If news of him in Jiangzhou were to spread, not only would those around him be in danger, but even the Northern Border would encounter some trouble.

A powerhouse of his caliber, he could single-handedly rival an entire army. To any enemy nation, he represented a colossal threat. Countless individuals sought his demise.

"Thump!"

Samba suddenly knelt on one knee, bowing his head, his voice ringing: "I will forget everything, but I want to follow by your side!"un's "trash" referred to a big shot, he knew that in this situation, whether it was or not, he had to confirm it himself.His grandfather was the head of the Yang family. The fact that the old man pers...